Chapter 397

Seeing that Zhan Yeling didn't respond, Ling Xiaoxiao continued to sell miserably: "She's still grabbing my hair! It's hurting me to death, woo woo..."

Xiong Miao looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and Zhan Yeling complaining indifferently, without any intention of going forward to explain.

Ling Xiaoxiao is thinking that Zhan Yeling is a fool.

Zhan Yeling's gaze flickered across Xiong Miao's face, and he pulled her back a step, as if Ling Xiaoxiao standing in front of him was a plague.

Ling Xiaoxiao forgot to cry in surprise, and looked at Zhan Yeling in disbelief, but what she saw was an indifferent handsome face.

"Ye Ning, won't you teach her a lesson for me?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked aloud.

A deep and majestic voice sounded: "Of course I have to teach you a lesson, but it's not her, but you."

Ling Xiaoxiao's surprised expression turned into panic: "Me? How is it possible? Don't be fooled..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the bodyguards stopped her.

Ling Xiaoxiao was crying and trying to break free from the restraints of the bodyguards. How could her insignificant strength be able to compete with the well-trained bodyguards?

"Since she likes to drink, let her drink enough." Zhan Yeling took Xiong Miao's hand and examined the scars on it. The words are cold and chilling.

The bodyguard understood, picked up the wine glass, and poured it into her mouth.

At this moment, Duan Hongjie's begging voice came over: "Mr. Zhan! Please spare me! This is all arranged by her!"

Zhan Yeling glanced at him lightly, and said in a cold voice, "Of course I won't forget you."

As soon as these words came out, Duan Hongjie wished he could pull out his tongue, secretly hating why he opened his mouth to attract Zhan Yeling's attention.

He was overthinking, even if Zhan Yeling couldn't tell it was him, well-trained bodyguards would not leave him as a scourge.

So, the other bodyguards did the same and poured the same wine for Duan Hongjie. Needless to say, they both knew what was in the wine.

It didn't take long for Duan Hongjie and Ling Xiaoxiao to show their ugly faces, with flushed cheeks and distorted postures.

Zhan Yeling picked up the stunned Xiong Miao, stretched his long legs, and left the box.

The bodyguard dutifully locked the door of the box, and ordered the person in charge of the bar to open it tomorrow.

Ling Xiaoxiao and Duan Hongjie, who were left in the box, were both drugged. Even though they didn't like each other, they could only take what they needed because the effect of the medicine was hard to resist.

At that time, Ling Xiaoxiao deliberately chose this small box without a lounge in order to humiliate Xiong Miao, but now she has suffered herself.

She and Duan Hongjie could only toss and turn on the cold ground, bumping into the table legs from time to time.

After one night, not only many marks were left on his body, but there were also many bruises.

After Ling Xiaoxiao woke up, she blushed with anger when she saw these ugly marks on her already bad skin.

She couldn't help thinking of Xiong Miao's white skin exposed when she was wearing a skirt, her eyes were full of jealousy and annoyance.

Just when Ling Xiaoxiao clenched her fists and scolded Xiong Miao secretly, Duan Hongjie also woke up in a daze, and her face was not very good-looking.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the disgust in each other's eyes, and turned their heads away, unwilling to look at each other more.

In the end, it was Ling Xiaoxiao who broke the embarrassing atmosphere. She threatened in a vicious voice: "Just pretend that this incident never happened. If someone else finds out, the Ling family will not let you go!"

Duan Hongjie sneered: "Of course I won't say it, and I don't want others to know that I have had a relationship with you. After all, you are not a big beauty like Xiong Miao."

The implication of this is that Ling Xiaoxiao is ugly, and Ling Xiaoxiao is mad with anger, but there is nothing she can do about Duan Hongjie.

What made her even more mad was that the door of the box couldn't be opened, and she knew who did it without even thinking about it. She hammered the door hard and made a dull sound, but no one paid attention to her.